Vogue -
22 Dec 2016 15:00

There isn't exactly a single reason why I lobbed off all of my hair the other week. Well, technically speaking, there was the issue of damage. My hair was frayed, frazzled, ravaged--quite like this year--and I needed to be done with it all. My springy curl pattern lacked luster and shine, and I was hiding it with a constant rotation of weaves and wigs. While useful protective styles, they weren't exactly addressing the deep-rooted problem: I needed to simply start over. My mother whimpered on th...
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